Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burkina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Marmalade to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nils Olav,
A Certain Ratio,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Graham Central Station,
Chrome,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-101,
Oblivians,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
Deepchord,
Boredoms,
DJ Style,
the Bar-Kays,
The Victims,
Motorama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Amon Düül II,
Banda Bassotti,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
Young Marble Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Colin Newman,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun City Girls,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
The Cure,
Robert Wyatt,
The Beau Brummels,
Arthur Verocai,
Icehouse,
Qualms,
Morten Harket,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ronan,
David Axelrod,
Q and Not U,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Royal Trux,
Pussy Galore,
The Selecter,
Bauhaus,
Livin' Joy,
Ponytail,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.